curse

it is easy

to erase your existence

by a scratch over your name on paper.

 

but oh, you are more than just name:

you are blood in my veins

coursing through my body with pain and ill will

telling me you love me

as you bleed me dry.

 

because you are the curse that I can never remove

and even when I die you’ll be in my bones

on my gravestone and in my soul.